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In New York City along the West Side from Chambers up to 59th Street, a lot of the old piers have been turned into really nice parks. I was on the Christopher Street Pier when I heard, “I can’t take… Continue Reading →
“He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy, and she’s…” Aaron starts out, chuckling to himself as he struggles to find the rest of the words to accurately compare our friend and the guy she’s just recently begun seeing. “She’s… Continue Reading →
The Important Conversations of the WorldUser: CatDad951 “He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy and she’s like a Material Girl.” User: GreyCries2Much “I don’t know about wild west but he is definitely ratchetty if you know what I mean.”… Continue Reading →
He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy and she’s like a Material Girl.He’s the kind of man that doesn’t take no for an answer and makes his own fate.She’s the kind of girl who wants fancy things and diamond… Continue Reading →
“He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy and she’s like a Material Girl.” Is this supposed to be a bad thing? Does it draw the relationship apart or does it strengthen it?
“He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy and she’s like a Material Girl.” He hates shopping and she buys everything. He lives on a farm while everything she owns, including her house, is worth a fortune. He prefers being… Continue Reading →
“He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy and she’s like a Material Girl.” He wears boots and drives an old pickup, I wear high heels and an M-Benz. He loves nature and I love the mall. He likes smokey… Continue Reading →
Personalities are unique, and seem to define our behavior and beliefs. Sometimes, we let these become so defined that we form groups of people, sometimes so drastic that they divide us. Just think of the American congress. Republicans and Democrats… Continue Reading →
“He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy and she’s like a Material Girl,” said Jennifer. Jennifer has always been jealous of Mya, she has always been better at everything, she even looks better. Mya has had many boyfriends and… Continue Reading →
He lives in the Chihuahuan Desert, while she stays in Bunker Hill Village. He spends his time fishing and hunting, but she prefers shopping. He drives a Chevy and she drives a Benz. “He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of… Continue Reading →
“He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy and she’s like a Material Girl.” I overheard that one petty friend group no one likes. They were talking about me and my boyfriend. For some reason they hate me, just because… Continue Reading →
“He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy and she’s like a Material Girl.” Is what Tommy had said to his friend, John. “They will never meet! They are from 2 different worlds! Said Tommy while reading some book about… Continue Reading →
“He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy and she’s like a Material Girl.” He wears boots, jeans, and lives in the country while she wears heels, dresses, and lives in the city. They met on tinder. He doesnt have… Continue Reading →
He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy and she’s like a Material Girl”- that’s what the lawyer had said in reaction to pictures of the couple. The two passed away years ago. The wife had been cremated and her… Continue Reading →
I literally laughed out loud while standing outside Julliard after a Saturday night concert. A group was walking by, evidently discussion their friend’s new boyfriend. “He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy and she’s like a Material Girl.” There’s… Continue Reading →
“I did! I did!“Mother I actually did! She knew not of a life other,I have been nothing if not a teaching mother,She’s grasped my technique, perfected my touch,She peeled back skin and casted toward the hutch,The rats devoured the leathery… Continue Reading →
I did, I did!I kept pulling on the chain.I know that my pulling is all in vain,the chain disappears in the fog but I continue to pull.I’ve been told that pulling on the chain is a waste of energy. I’ve… Continue Reading →
“I did, I did”Said the serpent to the kidSlithering across the lidWhere the little one now hid“Down my throat they slid,And the same to you, I now bid.” Through the cracks, the serpent spyingThe boy, solemnly crying“You may not live,… Continue Reading →
“I did! I did!” Life spins and crashes to the groundThrough the maze; around and aroundBlurred and fadedDark and jaded Sweet-tart fragrance floats through the airMuffled tones begin the prayerSilence envelopes the spaceSmiles pull towards my face Whispers gathered round… Continue Reading →
As you can imagine, there’s a lot of LOUD people lumbering down the streets of New York City. Case in point, I was walking through the Union Square Farmer’s Market this Saturday and a 35 year old guy started screaming,… Continue Reading →